Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 Going abroad
 On board the steamer
 Willie's mistake
 A Swiss walk
 Up a mountain
 A row on the lake
 Willie's fall
 The end
 Back Matter
 Back Cover

Title: Willie and Lucy abroad
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Title: Willie and Lucy abroad
Physical Description: 92, 4 p., 4 leaves of plates : ill. (some col.) ; 19 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Giberne, Agnes, 1845-1939
Religious Tract Society (Great Britain) ( Publisher )
William Clowes and Sons ( Printer )
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Publisher: Religious Tract Society
Place of Publication: London
Manufacturer: William Clowes and Sons
Publication Date: 1875
Copyright Date: 1875
Subject: Christian life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Brothers and sisters -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Mountains -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Description and travel -- Juvenile fiction -- Switzerland   ( lcsh )
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Title Page
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Going abroad
        Page 3
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
    On board the steamer
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
    Willie's mistake
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 26a
        Page 26b
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
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        Page 35
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        Page 37
        Page 38
        Page 39
        Page 40
        Page 41
    A Swiss walk
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
        Page 45
        Page 46
        Page 47
        Page 48
        Page 49
        Page 50
        Page 51
    Up a mountain
        Page 52
        Page 53
        Page 54
        Page 55
        Page 56
        Page 56a
        Page 56b
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 59
    A row on the lake
        Page 60
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 63
        Page 64
        Page 65
        Page 66
        Page 66a
        Page 66b
        Page 67
        Page 68
    Willie's fall
        Page 69
        Page 70
        Page 71
        Page 72
        Page 73
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    The end
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        Page 81
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        Page 85
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        Page 91
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        Page 93
        Page 94
        Page 95
        Page 96
    Back Matter
        Page 97
        Page 98
    Back Cover
        Page 99
        Page 100
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"MAMM1A," said Willie Gray, one morn-
ing, stopping short in the midst of
building a high brick tower upon the
floor-" Mamma, Nurse says it is just a
year since we went to the sea-side."
"Nurse is quite right, Willie."
"Are you going to take us to the
sea-side again this summer, Mamma ?"
"No, I think not," said Mrs. Gray,
smiling a little.
"I am sorry for that," said Willie;
"because I should like so much to dig
in the sand, and to make houses and
hills and rivers, and to swim my boat,


and to row on the water. It would be
very nice. Are we going to stay at
home all the summer, Mamma ? "
"No, I hope we are going some-
where," said Mrs. Gray. Guess where
it is to be, Willie."
"Into the country ?" asked Willie.
No, not the country."
"To London?" asked Willie, with
rat her a grave face, for he thought that
would not be half so nice.
No, not London either."
"Then, 1 don't know where it can be,
if it is not either sea-side, or London, or
country," said Willie.
"You were saying just now that you
were fond of making hills on the sand,"
said Mrs. Gray. "But those are very
little hills, Willie. How would youlike
to seereal hills--very, very high ones?"

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"I should like it very much," said
Willie. "I would scamper up them
with Pepper, and see which could run
the fastest."
"Pepper will have to stay at home,
I am afraid. Do you know what the
very highest hills are called?"
Mountains," said Willie.
"Have you ever seen a mountain? "
asked Mrs. Gray.
No, Mamma; because you told me,
you know, that we have not got great
mountains in England. I should like
to see a tall great mountain very
much. Are we then going to see a
mountain this year? Oh, Mamma, are
Willie gave a great jump of delight
as his Mamma's face showed him that
he had found out the truth at last.



Not one mountain only,, Willie, but
a great many. We are going to a
country which has some of the highest
mountains in the world. Do you know
where Mont Blanc is ?"
"Mont Blanc," said Willie, slowly. I
had that in my lessons only a little
while ago, and you told me that it
meant White Mountain, because it
always has snow upon it."
"Yes, that is the reason the name
was given, no doubt. Good boy, not
to forget what you are told. And in
what country is Mont Blanc ?"
Willie did not look very certain.
SIt is in Switzerland, Willie."
"And are we going to Switzerland?"
asked Willie. And are we going to
live up on the top of Mont Blanc ?"
"That is a silly question, Willie.



You are not thinking what you are
saying. Do you not know what I told
you about those very high mountains ?"

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"Oh yes! You said it was so hard to
get to the top, and the cold there is
dreadful, and people cannot breathe
well up there. Mamma, I don't mean


are we going to live on the top, but
are we going to Mont Blanc ?"
"No, not to Mont Blanc, but to a
village on the shores of a great lake
in the same country. Look here,
Mrs. Gray pulled out her watch as
she spoke. Willie had often seen it
before, but he always liked to see it
again. It was such a tiny little gold
watch, with such bright jewels shining
in the back.
"Do you know where this watch
was made ?" asked Mrs. Gray.
"Was it not at a shop ?" asked Willie.
"Yes, but not any shop in England.
It was made at Geneva. And Geneva
is a town built at the end of a lovely
lake, which is called the Lake of



"And are we going to live at
Geneva ?" asked Willie.
"Not to live in Switzerland at all,
Willie; for we are only going for a
few weeks. We shall stay in a village
near the other end of the lake, and I
hope you may have many a scramble
in the mountains."
"It will be very, very nice," said
Willie. "And how soon shall we go,
Mamma ?"
"Next week, I hope."
Willie clapped his hands, and then
said, May I go and tell Lucy ?"
"Yes, run away. She does not know
Willie dashed upstairs in a great
hurry, and threw open the nursery door,
calling out-
"Lucy, Lucy, only hear! Where

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do you think we are going this
summer ?"
Lucy was sitting on her little low
chair, with her doll in her lap, putting
on its best frock, and she was so busy
that she did not answer. "Lucy,"
Willie cried again, "where do you
think we are going ?"
"I don't know," said Lucy, trying
to tie some very short frock strings,
and then giving a sigh. "Nurse, I
do wish I had a bit of tape for my
"I'll give you a piece, Miss Lucy.
How long do you want it?"
"Lucy, you don't care a bit about
my news," said Willie, half-vexed. "I
don't think I will tell you any more."
SI'll listen just in a minute," said
Lucy, looking up. "I only want to


tie my dolly's frock. Thank you,
Nursie. Now, Willie."
But Willie was rather put out. He
walked to the window, and stood look-
ing into the garden.
"Come, Master Willie," said Nurse,
"what is it ?"
"Lucy doesn't care," said Willie, in a
tone which sounded just a little sulky.
I do," said Lucy, looking up at him.
"I am sure I want to hear your news,
"It's about our going out somewhere
this summer," said Willie, twisting
round, with his back to the window;
" but I don't think I will tell you now.
"Oh! yes you will," said Nurse. "It
would not be kind if you did not."
"Nurse, do you know? asked Willie.
And Nurse nodded her head.


"Don't tell Lucy, because I want to
tell," said Willie, all at once in a great
hurry to speak. "Lucy, we are going
to Switzerland."
Are we ?" said Lucy. "I would
rather go to the sea-side."
"Oh no, you wouldn't, because we
shall see real mountains, and ice and
snow in summer," said Willie. "And
we shall have to cross over the sea.
Nurse, I wonder if it will be like that
day when you came from France once
before. You told us, you know, that
the water poured over the deck, and
through the skylight, and right down
upon you. I should like to see
"Thank you, Master Willie, but I
think I would rather keep dry this
time," said Nurse, laughing.


Ah! but I only meant that I wanted
to see the rough water-not to see
you wet, Nurse."

THE next week was a busy time indeed
with all the making ready for the
journey. Willie and Lucy wanted very
much to help in the packing, and
thought it yery great fun, but somehow
they always found themselves in the
way. They began to learn at last that
the best way of helping was to keep
in corners as much as they could.
Then the day came on which it had
been fixed that they should all start.
A fly came to the door, and the




luggage was piled on the top, and they
drove off to the station. They went
by train to London, and there changed
into a second train, which took them
down to Dover. And when they
reached Dover, they went straight on
board the steamer which was to carry
them to France.
Willie was so full of delight and
wonder at all the new things he saw
that, as Nurse said, he was "half out
of his wits." He stumbled up against
other people, and tripped his feet over
boxes and ropes, and stared about him
without seeing where he went, till Mr.
Gray took his hand, and held it tightly,
quite afraid that Willie would be lost
in the bustle.
At last they were all safely on board,
and the piles of luggage were stowed



away, and no one else seemed coming.
And then Willie gave a little jump,
and cried out:
Oh Mamma, we're off!"
"I don't like it," said Lucy, who was
seated on Mrs. Gray's knee, and cling-
ing to her, as if rather afraid. "I don't
like such a noise."
We are not going to have such a
noise now," said Mrs. Gray, kissing
her. "Sit up, Lucy, and see how pretty
the water looks, and how the sun
sparkles on it. We are not going to
have a rough trip at all."
Then the waves won't pour over the
deck, will they?" said Willie, looking
rather sober. "I wanted to see that."
"So you wanted to have a shower-
bath, and be sent down to the cabin,
did you, my little man ?" said a voice

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close by. Willie turned, and gazed up
at the speaker, and thought he looked
a very nice kind old gentleman indeed.
"No, I don't want to go down in the
cabin at all to stay," said Willie. "I
should like to stay up on deck all the
while. But I did want to see it rough."
"Come with me, and you shall see
it rough in one place," said the old
Willie looked at his Mamma, but
she nodded and smiled; so Willie gave
his hand to the old gentleman, and ran
along by his side. They went through
a crowd of people sitting about on
the deck, with children, and shawls, and
bags, and baskets. And soon they
reached the side of the steamer.
"Look over," said the old gentleman.
Willie did look over, and said:

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"Oh! isn't it pretty? Oh, that is
so rough !"
What makes so much foam ?" asked
the old gentleman.
"The paddle-wheel," said Willie.
"Oh, doesn't it sparkle ?-and what
big waves we leave behind us! I
should like to go down quite close to
all that white foam."
The old gentleman let Willie look
until he was tired. Then, sitting down,
he took Willie between his knees and
"Now, suppose you tell me your
"Willie Gray," said Willie.
"Ah!-a nice quiet useful name.
And you don't ask mine back ?"
Willie seemed puzzled for a moment,
and then said:-



No, because it would be rude."
Quite right, my little man. I am
glad you are so well taught. Old gen-
tlemen may ask many questions of
little boys, which little boys could not
ask of old gentlemen without great
"Yes, I know," said Willie, nodding
his head.
"And where are you going now, I
wonder ?" asked the gentleman.
"We are going to Switzerland," said
Willie. And we shall see great moun-
tains, with snow on the tops of them
in hot weather."
"Then I hope you will enjoy them
very much," said the old gentleman.
" Did you ever see a mountain before ?"
"No," said Willie. "I have seen
some hills, but never a real mountain."

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"I think you will admire them
very much. Look here, little Willie
Willie looked up in the old gen-
tleman's face.
"Perhaps I may never happen to
meet you again after to-day. It is most
likely not. Shall I give you a little
thought to carry away, and to keep in
your mind, so that it will come back to
you when you think of this steamer, and
the paddle-wheel, and the foam, and
the water ?"
Willie could not think what the old
gentleman meant, but he said,
"It is pretty there, is it not?" said the
gentleman, pointing down to where the
white sparkling foam rushed in a tor-
rent past.


"Oh, very pretty !" said Willie.
"And the sea is pretty too, with its
blue colour, and the blue sky over, and
the bright sunshine ?"
"I think it is all lovely," said Willie.
"Lovely it is-much more than just
pretty. And the mountains which you
are going to see, Willie-you will find
them more grand and lovely than you
can fancy now."
Yes," said Willie.
"And I dare say Willie Gray knows
who made all this beauty," said the old
"God made it," said Willie slowly.
"Aye, God made it, Willie. He
made the earth, and He gave the earth
its beauty. He made the sea, and He
gave the sea its beauty. He made the
mountains, and birds, and flowers, and


He gave them all their beauty. But
He need not have done so. He might
have made them all plain, and dark,
and ugly. We don't deserve to have
one bit of beauty round us."
I am glad we have," said Willie. "I
shouldn't like to see all the world ugly."
"Ah! but what ought we to learn
from all this beauty that God has given
us to enjoy ? What does it show ?"
"I think it shows that God loves us,"
said Willie, after a little thought.
"That is what I mean," said the
old gentleman, patting Willie's head.
"Don't forget that, my little man.
Never look at beauty, and think only,
'How lovely it is!' but thank God
in your heart, and think how kind and
loving it is of God to give us such
beauty and joy."



"I know that text: 'God so loved
the world,'" said Willie.
"Tell me how it goes on, Willie.
Does it say, He loved the world so
much that He gave it beauty ?"'
No," said Willie. "' God so loved
the world that He gave His only be-
gotten Son, that whosoever believeth
in Him should not perish, but have
everlasting life.'"
Aye; there is the greatest love of
all," said the old gentleman. "It is
kind and loving of God to send us so
much beauty and joy as we have in our
sinful world. But that is nothing to
the love He showed in sending His own
dear Son to die f6r our sins upon the
Cross, that all-you and I too, Willie
-might be safe for ever, if we put our
trust in Him. Willie, if you know


something, even a little, of the love
of God, you are a happy little boy. If
not, I pray that you may know it
Then the old gentleman took Willie
back to Mr. and Mrs. Gray, talking to
him and telling him stories all the way
as they went.

WHEN the steamer reached Calais Mr.
and Mrs. Gray, and Willie, and Lucy,
and Nurse, went on shore. They slept
that night at an hotel, and Willie
thought it seemed very funny' indeed
to hear all the people talking French
round him. The servant came in and




spoke to Mrs. Gray, and Mrs. Gray
spoke back, and Willie could not make
out a word of what they said; so he
began to laugh. But Mrs. Gray told
him that was not polite, for the servant
might think he was laughing at her;
so Willie squeezed his hand over his
mouth, and did his best to look grave.
Next day they went on by train to
Paris, and stayed there for two nights.
Willie thought the journey all very
nice, but he was so eager to see the
mountains that he would have liked to
get on faster.
They had one day in a diligence;
that is, a large rumbling coach. Willie
and Lucy were both very much pleased
to have to get up and dress by candle-
light at one o'clock in the morning,
and to start in the coach at two. But

they both grew very sleepy and tired
as the fourteen hours of their long
drive passed away, and Willie wanted
very much to jump out sometimes, and
take a run, and stretch his cramped legs.
It roused them quite up at last,
though, to reach the high Jura Moun-
tains. Willie rubbed his eyes, and
began to look about him again quite
briskly, and said;-
"Are we really going up a mountain,
Mamma? And where is the snow?"
"The Jura Mountains are not high
enough to keep snow on them all
through the summer, dear," said Mrs.
Gray. "Still they are very much higher
than any hills you have ever seen."
Willie thought so too when the
diligence had reached the top, and
began to go down on the other side.


It was such a steep sharp zig-zag on
which they drove, that Nurse was quite
afraid lest the great diligence should
topple over and fall down the moun-
tain; but Mr. Gray said they need not
have any fear. Willie clapped his
hands when he saw a little chaise
going quickly down in the bends of
the road far below them. And, though
the road was so steep, both the little
chaise and the great diligence reached
the bottom of the mountain quite safely.
Mr. and Mrs. Gray had settled to sleep
in Geneva this night-the very same
place where Mrs. Gray's pretty watch
came from. Willie made a funny
mistake when they first got there.
Mr. Gray stayed behind at the station
to see after the boxes, and sent on the
others in a cab to the hotel. As soon

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as they were in their rooms, Willie ran
to the window; and there, instead of
the road, he saw a great deep strong
stream of water, like a wide river,
rushing past quite close to the house.
Willie called out so loud that he
startled the others.
"What is the matter, Master Willie?"
asked Nurse.
Oh Nurse, Nurse, look here !" cried
Willie, in great distress. "There has
been a flood, and the water has come
right over the road, and Papa will
be drowned."
"Why, Master Willie, that is the
river," said Nurse.
"Oh no! it's the road. Look, it is close
up to the house," said Willie, almost
sobbing. "And Papa will never be
able to drive here from the station."



Nurse took Willie's hand without a
word, and, leading him into a second
room across the passage, she told him
to look out of the window.
"Why, there's the very road we
came by. Oh Nurse, I'm so glad!" said
Willie, in great relief. "But what is
all that water ?"
"Why, that is the river, Master
Willie. That is at the back of the
hotel, and the road is in front of it."
"The river ?" said Willie.
"Yes, the river Rhone, Willie," said
his Mamma, who was in the room.
" Did you never hear the name of the
Rhone at your lessons ?"
Willie was not quite sure whether
he had, but he felt very certain that
he would never forget it again from
this time. He liked to stand at the


window of the other room and look
down at the wide deep water, rushing
and rushing past, and never stopping
for a single instant. He thought even
the snowy mountains could hardly be
more lovely.
And, to tell the truth, Willie at first
thought them a great deal less lovely.
For the next day was damp, and dull,
and drizzling, with heavy clouds low
down in the sky. They had to finish
off their long journey in a steamer,
which took them from one end of the
lake to the other, and it was a very
dismal voyage indeed. Then, when
they landed, they drove through pour-
ing rain to the little village of VYtaux,
where a friend had chosen them some
But the lodgings were not so nice as



Mr. and Mrs. Gray had wished. It
was a dull little house, just in the
middle of the village, and the sitting-
room had only one window looking into
a small yard, with high walls round it
and a mulberry tree standing in the
middle. Little Lucy was so tired that
she curled herself up on the sofa and
went sound asleep. And Willie stood
by the window, looking out, and saying
in a doleful tone;-
"Mamma, I don't like Switzerland
one bit. It isn't the least like what I
thought it was going to be."
Wait a little, Willie," said his
3Mamm'a, smiling. "I don't like this
house, I confess, but Papa will look
out for other lodgings in a day or two.
And as for Switzerland, you have not
seen it yet."


"I don't care for the mountains,"
said Willie. "I am sure they don't
look high."
"' No, because you cannot see much
of them-the clouds come so low down
their sides."
"Do the tops go up higher than
those clouds, Mamma?"
"Indeed they do. The mountains
are all wearing night-caps to-day."
"I think they are day-caps," said
Willie; "and very wet ones too,
That little bit of a laugh cheered
Willie up. He ate a very good tea,
and then was glad to go to bed and
to sleep, hoping to wake up and see
something better worth looking at than
low grey clouds next morning.


"WELL, Willie," said Mr. Gray the
next morning, which was Sunday,
"what do you think of Switzerland
now ?"
"Nurse says it is going to be a fine
day, Papa."
Have you seen the mountains
yet ?"
No, Papa. There's only a wall and
a tree to be seen from my room."
Come here and look out."
There was not much to be seen here
either, except the little yard with its
mulberry tree. But, by standing close
to the window, Willie could catch a



glimpse of a clear white patch high
up against the blue sky.
Do you know what that is, Willie ?"
"Isn't it a cloud, Papa ? "
"That is the snowy summit of a
mountain-the Dent du Midi, as it is
called. It is a long way off from here,
and it has seven peaks rising up, all in
a row, but you cannot see them all
from this window."
"It looks very high up," said Willie,
slowly.. "But I did not think moun-
tains were like that, Papa. It seems
more like a cloud."
"You will see the whole mountain
more plainly by-and-by. There are
mists below, hiding the sides. It is a
grand sight, Willie."
Please let me see too," said Lucy.
But when she had looked she thought

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even less of it than Willie did, and the
two children ate their breakfast with
rather sober faces.

They did not look sober though, or
think little of the mountains, after
breakfast, when they started to go to
church. It was a bright clear day, and


the lake sparkled in the sunshine as if
it were made of diamonds, and the
mighty mountains rose all round, one
behind another, till Willie thought
there seemed no end to their number.
He liked to see the great forests of
pine trees too, which grew upon the
sides of the mountains, and the vine-
yards down below, reaching almost to
the shores of the lake.
He liked to see the Swiss people
also, and to notice how unlike they
were to English people. No one
passed without saying Bon jour,
which Mrs. Gray told Willie was the
French for Good day." Mr. and Mrs.
Gray always said Bon jour back
again. Willie wanted to do it too, but
he felt sure he should laugh if he tried,
and he thought that would not seem




polite. There were nice old women
in black silk and lace caps, and other
women in wide straw hats, with a little
round knob at the top.
"Well, Willie," said his Papa, when
they had all come back from church,
"what do you think of the great
mountains now ? "
Oh Papa, I think they are just as
splendid as can be," said Willie. "I
should like to go right up to the top of
"You could not go to the tops of the
higher ones, for you are too small.
But some of the lower mountains you
shall try, Willie."
"I should like to live always by the
mountains," said Willie. "Papa, the
old gentleman in the steamer told




"Told you what, Willie?" asked his
Papa, as Willie stopped.
"Lucy, you say it," said Willie,
hanging his head. "I told you."
But Lucy only put down her head
on her Mamma's dress, and Willie had
to go on.
"He told me, Papa-he said-he said
it was very good of God to make the
mountains and the sea so lovely."
And so indeed it is, Willie. Think
how much pleasure God gives to us
all by the beauty of the earth."
"Papa, is there anything about
mountains in the Bible ?" asked Willie.
"A good many things," said Mr.
Gray. See if you and Lucy cant
tell me some."
"I know one," said Willie. "It was
on a mountain that the Lord Jesus

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changed so bright, and His raiment
was white, so that it couldn't be made
any whiter."
"Quite true, Willie."
"And I know," said Lucy shyly.
"It was on a mountain that the ark
"Yes, dear; the ark rested on
Mount Ararat, when the flood began
to pass away."
"And it was on Mount Sinai where
Moses stayed up forty days," said
Willie. "And wasn't it on a mountain,
too, that God spoke to Elijah? And
it was on a mountain that the Lord
Jesus said those texts, 'Blessed are
the pure in heart,' and 'Blessed are
the meek,' and the others. And I
know He used often to go and pray in
a mountain at night. What numbers


of mountains there are spoken about
in the Bible!"
I wonder if you can tell me some
verses of a Psalm which you have
often heard," said Mr. Gray. "Some-
thing about the sea and the hills."
Willie could not say what it was, so
his father said the words for him.
"'The Lord is a great God, and a
great King above all gods. In His
hand are all the corners of the earth;
the strength of the hills is His also.
The sea is His, and He made it, and
His hands prepared the dry land. O
come let us worship and fall down; let
us kneel before the Lord our Maker.'"
What does the strength of the hills
mean, Papa ?"
"Do you not see, Willie, what strong
-mighty hills they are-hownothing can



overthrow them! Nothing that men
could do, I mean. Only God who
made them could destroy them. But
to us they are indeed strong. Did
you ever hear that verse:
"' Before the mountains were brought
forth, or ever Thou hadst formed the
earth and the world, even from ever-
lasting to everlasting thou art God'"?
"I don't know," said Willie, slowly.
"Isn't there a little bit of a hymn that
we sing which is like that rather,
Mamma ? "
"Yes, dear. You mean this:
"' Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting Thou art God,
To endless years the same.' "
"Yes, I meant that," said Willie. "I
like that hymn."


See if you can find one more verse
about mountains-in the sixty-fifth
psalm, Willie," said Mr. Gray.
Willie pored over his Bible for a
minute or two, and then said :-
"Is it not this: 'Which by His
strength setteth fast the mountains,
being girded with power ?"'
That is it, dear. So in one verse
we read of the strength of the hills,
and in a second verse of the strength
of God who gave to the hills their
strength. It is good to think of our
God as so strong, Willie, when we
know that we ourselves are so weak.
It is good, because He is just as loving
as He is strong, and likes nothing
better than that we should go to Him
for help in our weakness."




"ARE you going to take us for a walk,
Nurse? Oh Nurse, where are we
going?" cried Willie, jumping about
with delight after breakfast next
May we go to the lake ?" asked
Oh no! we're going up the moun-
tains," said Willie. You'll take us,
won't you, Nurse ? "
But I would much rather go down
on the shore," said Lucy.
"But you can't, because I'm the
eldest," said Willie. And there is no
sand on the shore, but only shingles,
Papa says, and not nice shingles like


those at the sea-side. I want a great
deal more to go up the mountains."
"Iwonder whichis goingto give way,"
said Nurse. I can't take you to both
places at the same time, you know."
Lucy said nothing, and Willie set
himself with his back against the wall,
looking rather cross.
"Master Willie is the eldest, to be
sure," said Nurse, and so he has the
right to choose first. But then Miss
Lucy is a little girl, and real gentlemen
always give way to ladies."
"I am not a gentleman yet. I'm a
boy," said Willie.
"But if gentlemen give way to
ladies, boys should give way to girls,"
said Nurse.
"Lucy always wants to do what I
don't like," said Willie.


"I don't," said Lucy, rather hurt.
"I'll go up the mountains if you like.
Only, please, don't let us go up quite
so high as the snow, Willie, because I
don't like to be cold."
Nurse kissed Lucy, and told her
that there was no fear of their getting
near the snow, and Willie felt rather
small. He knew that he ought
to draw back now, and offer to go
on the shore. But, though he felt
that he was acting like a selfish boy,
his wishes were too strong, and he said
It was a lovely walk that they had,
and Lucy soon ceased to be sorry that
they had not gone down on the shore.
They found a nice wide path, leading
along the side of one of the mountains,
and by-and-by they came to a stream


of water, which ran through a little
ravine, and crossed the road in front
of them.
Oh Nurse, how are we going to get
across ?" cried Willie.
"Why, I think I shall have to wade
through and carry you both," said
Nurse, laughing. "Or else we must
turn back."
"Oh no, don't turn back!" said Willie.
"Look, it isn't so wide up there on the
grass. Could you not jump across?
Or shall I get some big stones and put
them in here ?"
Stepping-stones? Not a bad plan,"
said Nurse. "I don't see any large
enough about here though."
"But I saw some a little way back;
I am quite sure I did," said Willie.
"May I go and see ?"




Yes; but we will all go," said Nurse.
"I can't have you running about alone
and losing yourself."
"I am sure I should not lose myself,"
said Willie; but Nurse turned round,
so he had to submit. Soon they found
some large stones, just as Willie had
thought, lying in the grass by the side
of the path, and he was very glad he
had seen them. Nurse took up two
of the stones, and Willie lifted a third,
which he could just hold with both
hands; and even Lucy would carry a
small one.
Then they came to the stream, and
Nurse put down her two stones with
care, and said, Mind how you do it,
Master Willie." But Willie, instead of
minding, threw his stone straight into
the middle of the water, so that there



came a great splash all over Nurse's
"Oh Master Willie! how could you?"
said Nurse gravely. "Just as I was
speaking to you too."
I didn't mean to wet you, Nurse; I
can't help it."
"But you could have helped it if
you had just thought for one moment
before throwing the stone in," said
Nurse. "My dress is quite wet, Master
Willie, and I must go home now and
change it."
Willie did not like that at all, and
he began to cry. He cried so loud
that Nurse was quite glad no one was
by to see him acting so like a baby.
The truth was, Willie felt he had been
selfish about their choice of a walk
that morning, and his feeling so



made him ready to be cross about
the least thing.
But Nurse would not go on. She
could not walk in such wet clothes,
and she also wanted Willie to learn
not to do such careless things. Willie
did not go on making a noise all the
way home, but he sobbed to himself a
little, and thought it very hard. And
it never seemed to strike him that
Nurse might think it rather hard on
her part to have her clean dress made
in such a mess. Only Nurse took it
kindly, and did not make any fuss.
When Nurse had changed her wet
clothes, she was quite ready to take
them out again, and this time she said
it should be to the shore.
"But I want to go up the mountain
again," said Willie.


Why, Willie, what a cross face!"
said Mrs. Gray, looking up from her
work. Is that the way you are going
to frown at the mountains while we
are here ?"
"Master Willie can't be happy
unless he has things all his own way,
ma'am," said Nurse.
Mrs. Gray asked what Nurse meant,
and Nurse told her how Willie had
wanted to go up towards the mountains,
and how Lucy had wanted to go down
to the lake, and how Lucy had given
way, and Willie had not even thanked
her, and how he now wanted his own
way over again.
Willie, I thought you were a kinder
little boy," said his Mamma. "I am
sorry you can show so much temper.
If you cannot be a cheerful and pleasant



boy out of doors, you had better stay
in with me this morning."
Oh no-oh please, Mamma!" said
Willie, in great alarm.
Would you like to go on the shore
with Nurse and Lucy, and will you not
grumble any more ?"
Willie hung his head, and at length
said, rather faintly, "N-o !"
"But I want more than that, Willie.
I can't have Nurse's and Lucy's pleasure
spoilt by a fractious little boy."
"Mamma, I won't be cross," said
Willie, with a great sigh; and Lucy
put her little arms round him, and said,
"I'd rather go up the mountains again."
No, we won't," said Willie. We'll
go right down on the shore, and look
for pretty pebbles, and see if the tide
is coming in."

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"But you can't do that, Willie, be-
cause there are no tides in the lake,"
said Mrs. Gray.
"No tides!" Willie's eyes were wide
open in surprise. Does not the
water come up and go down?"
No; it is always the same, except
that it is sometimes rough and some-
times smooth. That is one thing in
which a lake is unlike the sea."
Willie was almost as anxious as
Lucy herself now to see the lake. He
was quite happy again, and, taking
Lucy's little hand, he ran down the
road towards the lake, with Nurse
coming behind them, and they spent
a very merry hour upon the shore,
until it was time to go home to dinner.


"WHAT do you think we are going to
do to-day ?" asked Mr. Gray the next
Willie could not think what it might




be; so he put down his bread and
butter, and waited with a very anxious
face to hear.
"Try and guess," said Mr. Gray,
"Are we going up the mountains ?"
said Willie.
Not up more than one at a time,"
said Mr. Gray.
"Up one mountain then, Papa ?"
"I have told some men to bring two
mules here after breakfast. Mamma
is going to ride one, and the other has
a safe saddle for Lucy, and Nurse and
you and I will walk. How would you
like to go up to Glion ?"
"Glion," said Willie slowly. "Oh
Papa, is not that where the Swiss
wooden house is on the top of the
little mountain ?"



"Little!" Mr. Gray said with a
smile. "Yes, I think you mean the
right one. The wooden house is
called a chalet."
"It has a roof that sticks out all
round, and it has balconies," said Willie.
" Nurse told me it was called a chlaet.
Papa, I have wanted ever since we
came to go up there, but Lucy can't
walk so far."
"No; so she is going to ride," said
his Papa.
Soon after breakfast the two mules
were at the door. Willie thought they
were very funny creatures, partly like
horses and partly like donkeys. The
one on which Lucy rode was a very
quiet old mule indeed. Lucy was
half-afraid at first, and held Nurse's
hand tightly; but she soon found she


need not fear, and she began to talk
and laugh with Willie, as he ran by her
It was such a lovely day that no one
could help feeling happy and bright.
Willie had never seen such a deep
blue sky as on that day, and far away
in the distance there were white snow-
peaks standing out against it. It was
strange to look upon snow while they
felt so hot themselves.
There was a broad carriage-road
leading up to Glion, winding back-
wards and forwards, and all the way
up Willie raced about, and hunted for
flowers, and was very merry. So it
was no wonder that by the time they
reached the top he was glad to sit
down and rest. Mrs. Gray was helped
off her mule, and Lucy was lifted down

to the ground. Then Nurse opened a
little basket which she had brought
with her, and Willie felt so hungry
with the mountain air that he was
very glad indeed to think he might
have a sandwich.
So they found a nice grassy spot,
where they had a good view of the
lake and mountains. And they sat
down, and Mrs. Gray handed a sand-
wich to each of them, and took one
for herself as well.
I like this very much," said Willie
-" Oh so much, Mamma! I should like
to live up here all the rest of my life.
Shouldn't you, Lucy ?"
No," said Lucy. "I want to go to
bed by-and-by."
"But we could have beds up here,"
said Willie.


"You would find it very cold in
winter, Willie," said his Papa.
"Should I?" said Willie. "But I
like cold. Papa, is this mountain
bigger than Heath Hill at home?"
"This mountain is a thousand feet
high, Willie," said Mr. Gray, "and
Heath Hill is two hundred feet. Which
is the highest?"
"Oh this, a great deal," said Willie.
"A thousand is a great deal more than
two hundred. A thousand is ten hun-
dred, and that is five times as much as
two hundred. Papa, I should never
have thought that this mountain was
five times as high as Heath Hill."
"No; you called it 'a little moun-
tain' this morning."
So I did, Papa, and I am sure I
never called our hill at home a little



hill, because I always thought it so
"See if you can tell me the reason
why you think this a little mountain
and that a big hill, Willie."
Willie .thought very hard, and ate
a second sandwich and two biscuits,
while he was thinking. At length he
"I think I know."
"Tell me, then."
"Is it not, Papa, because-because-
Papa, I don't know how to say it."
Try, and do the best you can."
"Because there are not any bigger
hills at home, and because the moun-
tains here are so much bigger," said
Willie. "I don't know how to say just
what I mean."
"I see what you want to say. At


home we have that one hill on a flat
plain, and there is nothing else so
large, which makes it seem a high hill,
though it is not so really. But here,
though this mountain is a thousand
feet high, yet, as it stands among
others which are three, and six, and
eight, and nine thousand feet high, it
only looks like a hill beside them.
Just as Willie seems a very big boy
if he is among a number of tiny babies,
but a very little boy if he is among a
number of tall men."
"Yes, Papa, that is just what I
meant," said Willie.
Then he jumped up, and ran about
with Lucy, and had a great deal of
fun. By-and-by Mrs. Gray and Lucy
mounted their mules again,and they all
went down the road back to Verney.

.5 9


WILLIE did so wish the six weeks of
their stay would not go quite so fast.
Each day he had some nice pleasure,
and each day the mountains seemed
to grow more grand and lovely. Willie
often could not help thinking of what
the old gentleman on the steamer had
said about the love and goodness of
God, in giving such beauty to the
earth for the joy of men.
Sometimes Willie used to go long
rambles with his Papa up the moun-
tains, and bring home great bunches
of wild flowers to his Mamma and to
Lucy. Sometimes he used to go to


places nearer at hand with Nurse, and
frighten poor Nurse by scrambling
about in steep places where she could
not follow him.
But, then, Willie had learned now to
do as he was told much more quickly
than he used to do. But for that
Nurse would not have dared to let
him climb about nearly so much. It
was only because she knew he would
come back the moment she thought it
right to call or beckon, that she could
venture to let him scramble about as
much as he did.
They used sometimes to go along the
broad road beside the lake for a change.
It was not so nice as up the mountains,
but Willie and Lucy liked to see the
little lizards running about on the
walls from crevice to crevice. Some-



times Willie tried to catch them, but
they always wriggled away.
At other times Nurse took them
walking through the vineyards. The
paths there were very narrow; so
Willie used to march on in front, with
Lucy after him, and the low vines on
each side. It was nice to see all the
bunches of grapes, growing slowly ripe
for the coming autumn. The grapes
were very small, and hard, and green
now, but by-and-by they would be
large, and full, and sweet. Then on a
certain day would begin the vintage;
that is, all the people would set to
work to pick their grapes. Some of the
grapes would be eaten, but the greater
numberwould be used for making wine.
The old woman who owned the
house, where Mr. Gray had now taken


lodgings, had a nice little vineyard of
her own. She was a kind old woman,
and said she wished Mr. and Mrs. Gray
would stay on till the vintage-time, so
that they might spend a day in her
vineyard, and eat as many grapes as
they liked. Willie thought that would
indeed be nice; but he knew they had
no hope of doing any such thing, for
Mr. Gray could not remain away so
long from home.
One day Mr. Gray took them all out
for a long row on the lake. Willie had
been wanting very much to go, and he
was glad when it at last came to pass.
"It doesn't feel like the sea at all,"
he said, as the boat moved softly over
the still clear water. "There were big
waves there, and Lucy was afraid; but
there are no waves here."


"Was no one afraid except Lucy?"
asked Mr. Gray.
"Papa,' I don't think I was much
afraid," said Willie.
"If you were even a little, you had
better have told us about that little
first, and about Lucy's fear after.
But there are waves here too some-
times, Willie--when there comes a
"Are there storms on the lake ?"
asked Willie.
"Very often in the winter, and
sometimes in the summer too. People
have often been drowned in this lake,
if they have been careless, or have not
known enough about boating, for the
storms are very sudden when they do
come, and boats are sometimes turned
over all in a moment."


Are there going to be any storms
to-day? asked Willie, rather gravely.
No; I think we are pretty sure to
have none to-day."
There's no seaweed in this lake,"
said Willie, after a little while.
Not likely to be seaweed in a lake,
Willie," said his Mamma, laughing.
"No," said Willie; "I know there
can't be, Mamma; but I should like to
find some great long pieces of ribbon
seaweed, like what we used to find
last year."
"I like the sea," said Lucy.
"So do I," said Willie. "But I like
the lake too. Papa, I do wish I might
row the boat."
"You row, Willie!" said Mr. Gray.
"I am afraid the boat will get along
very slowly."

_ _



"I am sure I could do it," said Willie
-" I am quite sure I could. It looks as
easy as easy can be."
"Does it ?" said Mr. Gray, smiling.
"I would not be too sure, Willie, if I
were you."
"Oh! but it does look so very easy,"
said Willie. "May I not try, Papa ?"
Very well," said his Papa.
So Mr. Gray handed one oar to
Willie, and took the other himself.
Willie grasped his oar with both
hands, and tried his best, but he found
it very hard to move. And at the first
pull Willie's oar, missed the water, and
went up into the air instead, and Willie
went backwards into the bottom of the
Willie was rather startled, but he
would not cry, though he had to wink


very hard for a minute after they picked
him up; neither would he stop trying
yet. Mr. Gray told him a little about
how to hold and to manage the oar.
Then Willie began again to pull, and
he pulled with great care for some
minutes, but at length Lucy said,
"Why, Willie, we are going round and
No, we're not," said Willie.
"But I am sure we are," said Lucy;
"because I had my back to Montreux
first, and then I had my face to it, and
now I have my back to it again."
"You can't, because I am rowing
all straight," said Willie.
"And Papa is rowing hardly at all,"
said Lucy.
"No; but still I am moving the boat
just a little," said Mr. Gray, "and Willie



is not moving it at all. That is why
we are going round."
It is such a great heavy oar," said
Willie, with a sigh, for his face was of
the colour of scarlet, and his arms were
"Shall I take it again ?" asked Mr.
"Please, Papa," said Willie, humbly.
He was glad to get back to his old seat
and dip his hands down in the cold
water, while the boat again skimmed
lightly over the lake, instead of slowly
turning round and round.
"Well, Willie," said Mr. Gray, smil-
Papa, it is not so easy as it looked,"
said Willie.
"There's an honest boy to say plainly
that you made a mistake. I do not



mind how ready you are to try to do
things, Willie, even when they seem
hard; only next time you must not
be quite so sure of your own power
to do well without practice. Most
things want practice, and this needs
a little more strength also than you

ONE DAY Willie and Lucy had been for
one of their long rambles with Nurse.
They were scrambling down a steep
rough sledge-path, and Lucy had quite
a bunch of pretty wild flowers in her
hand, which they had been picking
by the way. The two children walked




in front, chattering as fast as those two
little tongues very often did chatter,
and Nurse came on behind them.
"It is only a fortnight now before
we go home," said Willie. "Mamma
told me so, and she said we had been
here a month. Oh Lucy, how sorry I
shall be to go! I do so like these
"So do I," said Lucy. "But I want
to see home again, and pussy, and my
best dolly, Minna Anna Rosina."
"And I want to see Pepper," said
Willie. "Poor dear little Pepper!
How he will bark, and wag his tail, and
shine up at me with his bright eyes
when he sees me !-won't he ?"
"And pussy will purr and cuddle
down in my arms," said Lucy. "And
the flowers will have grown so. I


think my rose tree will have some
roses out by that time, because there
were three green buds when I came
"And I dare say my pinks will all
be out," said Willie. "I shall like to
see them very much. But I am afraid
a great many weeds will have grown
in my garden. I do not like weeds at
all. I wonder what is the good of
"I dare say a good many weeds are
much more useful than you would
think, Master Willie," said Nurse, from
behind him.
But do you think they are all useful,
Nurse ?" asked Willie, turning round.
No, I don't know that I do, Master
Willie," said Nurse. "For, you know,
it was when Adam and Eve sinned that



God sent thorns and briars to punish
them. So I do not see it is likely that
they were all meant to be of use. The
wonder is that there are so many good
and pretty things."
So the old gentleman in the steamer
said," thought Willie.
Then Willie ran on again with Lucy
-both of them scrambling and jump-
ing along hand-in-hand, till Nurse was
quite left behind.
"Oh Willie, see!-what a pretty
flower !" cried Lucy, looking up at a
little blue blossom which grew at the
top of the left-hand bank.
"So it is," said Willie. "I'll climb
up and pick it for you."
"You can't. It is too high."
"It isn't a bit. I've climbed much
higher places than that. You quite


forget I'm getting to be a big boy,"
added Willie, proudly.
"Only, please, don't hurt yourself,"

said Lucy, rather gravely, as Willie
began his scramble.
It was not quite so easy to get to the
top as he had thought, and when he



reached it he gave a great jump of de-
light, and cried, "I've done it-I've
done it after all, Lucy."
Nurse was behind a bend in the
road, but she never liked to have the
children out of sight; so she walked on
fast, meaning to tell them that they
must not go on so far again. But just
at the minute that she went round the
corner, and caught a glimpse of Willie
on the top of the bank, Willie all at
once lost his footing, and, with a loud
shriek, went rolling down the other
Poor Nurse, in dreadful fear, tried at
first to scramble up where Willie had
stood, but she could not manage it at
all. So she took the hand of little
sobbing Lucy, and ran down the road
to the next bend, which she knew


would take them under the bank where
they had been. Lucy kept crying, and
Oh Nurse! will he be killed-will
he be killed ?"
But Nurse could not answer, and
only hurried on as fast as she could
walk. It did not take long to reach
the path below, and there was Willie
on the ground before them. He had
rolled down so fast that he had gone
right across the path, and lay stretched
out, with his head hanging quite over
the steep bank beyond. The wonder
was that he had not gone down there
as well.
"Oh Willie, Willie!" cried Lucy, and
the sound of her voice roused Willie,
who had been half-stunned by his fall.
He sat up and looked round him with



pale cheeks and wide-open eyes; and
then, when Nurse lifted him to a safe
place away from the edge, he burst
into tears, and began to sob and
Come, Master Willie, are you much
hurt?" asked Nurse, kissing and petting
him, and trembling all over herself
with the fright she had had. "Don't
cry so, my dear. Where is the
pain ?"
"Oh! I don't know. I do not think
I am hurt; but-but-I cannot help
it," sobbed Willie, holding her tightly,
yet feeling some shame at being so
unlike a grown-up man. Oh Nurse, I
can't help it-and I do not want to
cry !"
"Never mind; you will stop in a
minute, Master Willie," said Nurse.

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"See if you can tell me whether you
are hurt. Have you not any bruises
to show me ?"
Willie did not seem to know much
more about the matter than Nurse
herself. So she began to feel him all
over, to make sure that no bones were
broken, and that set Willie off laugh-
ing, and quite stopped his tears. He
had scraped his forehead and hands
against a rock, and they smarted a
good deal, but Willie bore it bravely,
and did not complain. His right foot
too began to hurt him when he
walked, and Nurse said he must have
strained it a little; but he found he
could get along pretty well by hold-
ing Nurse's arm. "It was just like
an old soldier going home after the
battle," he said; and he made Lucy




laugh as much as he could, by making
believe that he had been fighting,
and had driven away a whole army
of soldiers.

BUT Willie's Mamma did not laugh
when Willie came back, and Nurse told,
her what had taken place. She heard
it all quite calmly, and only asked a
few questions; but she grew very pale
and grave. She made Willie come and
sit down by her, and held him quite
tight in her arms for a minute, and
then she told Nurse to bring something


to put upon Willie's forehead and
hands, where he was hurt, to take
away the pain. And after that, when
Nurse and Lucy were gone away, and
Willie was sitting still by his Mamma's
side, he looked up in her face, and saw,
to his surprise, that her eyes were full
of tears.
Why, Mamma, are you sorry about
something ?" he asked.
"Not sorry, Willie; only thankful-so
thankful-for my Willie's escape. And
I cannot help thinking of what might
have been-of the dreadful sorrow we
might now be in-if God had not
watched over you, and kept you from
falling farther."
"I might have tumbled down lower,"
said Willie.
"Yes ; for Nurse says you had fallen



quite across the sledge-path, and your
head was hanging over on the other
"Yes, I know Nurse said so, though
I did not know it, Mamma. I did not
know where I was, till Lucy spoke to
me. I wonder why I did not know.
Should I have been hurt much, if I had
fallen lower still, Mamma ?"
"Indeed, Willie, I fear, from what
Nurse says, that if you had gone down
that next steep bank, I should never
again have had my little boy sitting
and talking by my side."
"Mamma, you need not cry about it,"
said Willie. "I will take more care
after to-day. I did not mean to
tumble over, but I gave a jump, and a
bit of rock broke away under my feet,
and somehow I went right down the



other side. But I will be more careful,
"I hope you will, darling, for my
sake. You will not leave Nurse so far
behind again. We ought to be very
very thankful to our heavenly Father
for keeping you in this danger. Oh
Willie, I cannot help thinking how I
should have felt, if that had taken
place-if my little boy had been
taken from me in such a sudden
dreadful way, and I could never have
known whether he was one of God's
own children or not."
"Mamma,"said Willie, looking down,
and speaking low, "I do want to do
"But wanting to do right is not
enough, Willie."
"No, I know,"' said Willie. "But




you know what I mean, Mamma. I
think-I don't know "-Willie stopped,
and then said, "I should like to be
quite safe, so that you would not mind
if I did tumble down a bank and were
killed, Mamma."
Not mind !" Mrs. Gray held Willie
very tightly for a minute again as
she said the words. "Nothing could
ever keep me from minding, Willie.
But my very greatest wish of all for
my little boy, is that he should be-
come one of Christ's own soldiers, so
that 'he would indeed be safe for
"I should like to be," said Willie
softly. "I do not know how."
"He will teach you how Himself,
Willie. I have told you many a time,
but you can never really know till


God sends His Holy Spirit into your
"And I suppose I must wait for
that ?" said Willie.
Yes, wait for it, Willie; but wait at
His feet-wait at His door. You must
go to the Lord Jesus in prayer, and
tell Him your need, and He will
answer you. You want to belong to
Him. Well, give yourself to Him,
and ask Him to'do all the rest, because
you have no power to make yourself
good, or to make yourself love Him.
And He will do it all, darling, if you
truly pray, and seek, and wait for
Him. It is like that hymn,' Just as I
am!' Do you know it ?"
"No, Mamma," said Willie.
"Shall I say it to you?"
"Please," said Willie, in a whisper,



putting down his face on his Mamma's

"Just as I am-without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bidst me come to Thee-
0 Lamb of God, I come!

"Just as I am-and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot-
To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot-
0 Lamb of God, I come!

"Just as I am-poor, wretched, blind;
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need in Thee to find-
O Lamb of God, I come!

"Just as I am-Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve,
Because Thy promise I believe-
O Lamb of God, I come!

Just as I am-Thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down;
Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone-
O Lamb of God, I come!"

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"I like that very much," said Willie.
"It is such a pretty hymn! May I learn
it some day, Mamma ?"
"I should like you very much to
learn it, Willie dear," said Mrs. Gray.
Then Willie sat silent for a little
while, and soon he dropped off sound
asleep, with his head on his mother's
knee, for his fall and alarm had made
him tired. But the next day he was
as bright-as ever, and his foot hardly
pained him at all. How thankful Mrs.
Gray felt that her little boy had passed
through such danger, without any
more harm!"
The last fortnight of Willie and
Lucy's Swiss visit was just as happy
as the first month of it. They had
many a long walk more, and many a
ramble through the vineyards, and



many a scramble after wild flowers,
and many a game on the shore of the
They had a second row on the water
too, and this time Willie did not boast
that he could row, though he asked to
try once more, and did much better
than at first, for he really helped to
make the boat move.
One day Mr. Gray took Willie to
see an old castle, called Chillon. It
was built quite out in the lake. Willie
liked very much going across the
bridge which led to it from the shore,
and seeing the old dark dungeons
where men had once on a time, long
ago, been put in prison. Willie was
very glad he did not live in days when
he could be taken up and put into a
dark damp place underground, and

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kept there for weeks, and months, and
years without any real reason, as was
once so often done.
And one day Mr. and Mrs. Gray
both went to Lausanne for a night,
and Willie went with them. Lucy
stayed behind with Nurse, because
she was so soon tired. But Willie
liked the little trip very much. They
went and came back in a steamer on
the lake, and they slept at an hotel.
Willie thought Lausanne was a very
nice large town, but -the mountains
looked so much farther away than
they did at Montreux, that he was
very glad they had not spent their six
weeks there.
Perhaps the thing which pleased
him most of all at Lausanne was
seeing some soldiers drilled. It made



him think of the little box of tin
soldiers which had been given him on
his last birthday. Willie had once
seen English soldiers being drilled;
and when he saw Nurse next day at
Montreux, he told her he was sure
the English redcoats were a great
deal more pretty than what the Swiss
were. But still he was very glad he
had seen the drilling at Lausanne,
and the next week he and Lucy did
nothing but play at soldiers, marching
to and fro, and making believe to fire,
till Nurse said she was quite tired of
seeing the same thing done over so
It was a very pleasant six weeks
that Willie and Lucy spent in-Switzer-
land, by the shores of the lovely lake
of Geneva. But, after all, though


Willie had said he should like to live
there all his life, yet, when the time
came to return home, he found that
he was not at all sorry. For, in spite
of all the grandeur and beauty of the
Swiss mountains, he thought there
was no country like dear old England,
and no place like home. And Willie
could not but be very glad to see again
his dear little dog Pepper,who had been
pining after him all these weeks, and
his garden, and his books, and his play-
things, and his friends; for Willie had
two or three little boy-friends of his
own age living near him. Willie liked
very much to see them all again, and
to talk over all the sights he had seen
during his absence. And the very
first evening after their return he said
to Mr. Gray:

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"Papa, I do not wish now that we
always lived on the mountains."
"I am glad of that, my boy-seeing
we could not very well manage that
you should do so," said Mr. Gray, with
a smile.
"I like better living here," said
Willie. "I am most fond of England,
Papa; only I think the mountains are
as lovely as can be, and when I am a
big man I mean to go and see them
always in the summer, and climb right
to the top of them, all among the snow
and ice."
"Well, Willie, if you live to be a
big man, and God gives you health
and strength, I hope your wish may
come true."
"Only it seems a long way off to
when I shall be grown up," said Willie.


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